Christmas Day

I love watching the kids come downstairs on Christmas morning. They get so excited. They opened these jammies on Christmas Eve. Paige wore hers for 3 days afterwards she loved them so much and Preston just said, "Oh, dinosaur ... rrraaarrrr."

Doug won't ever tell me what he wants for Christmas. He kept singing the song, "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth." The kids even learned it and started singing it. Well, Doug got his wish. I was with the kids at Walmart and we found Doug's sincerest wish for Christmas. I went downstairs in the morning and emptied his stocking from the night before and put in just this gift for him. As you can see, he was thrilled.

I don't know what was more fun - the presents or the wrapping paper. In Preston's hand is his most cherished gift. He opened up these little Thomas the Train characters and wouldn't open up any more gifts. He carries them around with him all the time.

Who would have thought Paige would fit in this box? I know, me neither.

Preston loves cars and trucks. He calls fire trucks a 'firework truck'. He also loves to whisper in our ears. He leans in real close and says, "Garbage truck," every time. He says it so soft and airy it tickles our ears. Here's just a few of the trucks he got for Christmas. He also got a firework truck and a garbage truck.

I guess someone else wanted their two front teeth too. Paige looks ... uh ... cute.